Ezekiel swallowed dryly as he realized his father's gaze was on him. His eyes burning through the back of his head. Ezekiel wanted to just walk away from the coming lecture, the coming confrontation, but he also didn't want to drag it out.
So he turned back to his father and without making eye contact he took a knee kneeling before him in submission. And instantly an age old ritual was began. A ritual that his father had taught him to practice since he was a child. Ezekiel had always been given the ritual as a form of punishment.
But he knew that it could also be used to ask for forgiveness for trespassing against others or against the Clan Head himself. Ezekiel knew that it was something considered outdated. Reserved for the Guardians and the Clan Head alone now, but his family choose t
